"But you're not playing fair!" Eun Sang whimpered on to Young Do's lips as he kept pecking at hers.
Eun Sang was pursing her lips, red from kissing, in an effort to stop it from trembling. Bowing her head she took a deep breath, releasing it in short bursts still fighting the urge to burst out crying, her fingers curling, hands turning into fists against Young Do's chest, tears leaking out her tightly closed eyes, brows furrowing. Is it that easy for Young Do to trick her like that? Did she break up with him out of a whim or suffer the month long separation just to go back to the way things were as if nothing has happened? She felt angry and frustrated and weak. She loves him that she has no doubt of whatsoever but she could not go back to where they were before. She just cannot.
Young Do cupped her face and raised it up so she can see him squarely.
"Look at me Eun Sang!" Young Do whispered.
Eun Sang made to move her face away.
"Please!"
Young Do's plea stopped her in mid action, her eyes opening in surprise at how quietly he uttered his request. She gasped at what she saw. Tears were running down his cheeks too and his eyes... His eyes were burning. Fierce determination was written all over his face but more evident than that was the quiet desperation and longing deep within his eyes.
Eun Sang moved her head back a little to see him more clearly, her lamentations forgotten at the sight. She gasped before choking up. Her hands rapidly shot up to loop around Young Do's neck as she frantically tugged him down to her. Eun Sang opened her mouth and crashed onto Young Do's lips.
Young Do moaned as Eun Sang, sobbing, bit and sucked on his lips. He sharply drew in his breath as he let himself get lost in their kiss. His hands frozen, cupped her face for a second before they suddenly and frantically clutched at the shirt on her back. They splayed and pressed on Eun Sang's back, plastering her right smack onto him, lifting her tightly to him in the process.
He had dreamed of these kisses each and every night since that day she walked out on him. The day he realized his goals, his dreams didn't mean much without her by his side. Her scent, the feel of Eun Sang pressed to him, the taste of her and the sounds that she makes are too heady for him to ever imagine losing. Yes he tricked her into seeing him but he knows after one bitter and painful month of separation that he would do anything and everything to win her back. She is his home, in her arms his only rest.
Eun Sang sighed as she dipped her tongue and searched for his. Her strong and proud man crying was something her heart could not take. She has never seen him shed tears though Kyung Ran eomonni told her how they both cried when Young Do went to the café and saw her for the first time since she left. Eun Sang melted into their kiss- the sweep of his tongue as he teased her lips and her tongue, lost once again and always in his arms, knowing her heart will forever be his. An internal promise forming to discuss and fight things out if need be when problems crop up but never, never ever will she let go.
Both sobbing and grasping at each other as if they couldn't get close enough. Eun Sang hitched one leg around his thigh and tugged at the skewed tie on Young Do's neck and hurriedly pulled it off. Her fingers flew at the buttons on his shirt, popping some off in her haste.
Young Do pulled her other leg up and carried Eun Sang the few steps to their bed pulling her night shirt up and over her head, caressing her buttocks through the black lacy panties that were his favorite.
Laying her on to the bed Eun Sang pulled Young Do down with her. His belt flung to the side, his pants unzipped Young Do hurriedly pulled the rest off. Then moving back he slowly slid Eun Sang's panty down. Supporting his weight on his forearms as lay himself on top of her he positioned himself at her entrance. Eun Sang looked down, panting, both of them trying to catch and quiet their breathing when she drew Young Do's face towards her, sought his eyes and moved her hands down his back and waited.
They gazed into each other's eyes as Young Do gently pushed in. Eun Sang gasped. Slowly she bent and moved her legs up giving Young Do more room as little by little he pressed on stretching and filling her tight, so tight. Eun Sang tried to keep her focus on Young Do's eyes until the sensation proved too much to contain and her glazed eyes rolled back and fluttered shut, her moan long and low, her back arching and lifting her breasts up.
This is one of the most precious memories that Young Do loves and treasures most, the sight of Eun Sang as he buries himself inside her, the hot tight hold she has of him, the pleasure of the feel compounded by the scent, taste, and sounds of his Eun Sang as she lets go, barriers of all kind breaking between them, inhibitions and fears all gone and all that really matters is the both them- hearts, bodies and souls joined in defiance to everything and everyone that says they can never be.
What comes after is even more precious to him.
"Young Do yah!" Eun Sang softly cries and whimpers, her voice hitching as she opens glazed and drooping eyes and reaches out for him, panting.
He can never explain what it is about Eun Sang calling his name that makes him feel both weak and cherished and powerful at the same time. His heart held hostage by the one and only girl who know how to call out his name.
And Young Do did what he always does when she calls him that way, he kisses her and he kisses her hard and thoroughly. This as he drives deep into her until her toes curl and her legs clamp onto his hips, her hands clutching wildly at his shoulders and back, writhing under him.
His hair now dripping with sweat he pulled himself almost all the way out of Eun Sang, gazed down at the love of his life, the side of his lips tugging up into a smirk.
"Choi Young Do!" Eun Sang huffed, a reprimand dripping with every syllable of his name, seeing the naughty glint in his eyes. He knows that tone and he knows he would not be getting away scot free and that's exactly what he wants.